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I mean it though, you are going to want to try these 3 pizza’s, ‘cause they are deeee-licious!

Let me just tell you, due to some crazy circumstances and a whole lotta interrupting, it took me 3 1/2 hours to get dinner on the table. Yes, THREE AND A HALF LOOOONG HOURS. The kind of hours where Mommy wants to scream and pull her hair out. This is not a hard meal, not at all, just a bit of dough rolling, veggie chopping and cheese grating but I had a LOT of interruptions.

These Supper-prep interruptions included, but were not limited to:

Dale wanting to know where I wanted garden plot #3 planted. (Why are we planting plots 3 & 4, when we can barely manage 1 & 2, I’ll never know!?)

Walking cleeeear out back to “ok” said garden plot.

Paxton dumping out the contents of the lazy-susan.

Paxton destroying my center island décor, twice.

Paxton crying at my feet.

Tylan having an “Oops” in his undies, as well as on the seat of the toilet. (Yes, he was sitting. This should tell you what substance I was dealing with in particular.)

Baby Pax crying at my feet, while I try to keep him out of the doo doo and getting Ty cleaned up. (Ew. Not working.)

Washing my hands.

Getting Ty in the bathtub to soak the stink off.

Scrubbing the toilet before someone else needed to use it.

Washing my hands, again.

Sophie, the dog, whining to be let out. (The high pitch ultra-annoying kind of whine that grates on your last nerve.)

Avery bursting in the back door to announce she was poopy and it was “itchy”. (That child needs to POTTY TRAIN already!)

Changing Avery’s stinky diaper.

Washing my hands, yet again.

Pax crying at my feet during her diaper change. See, we are trying to get him to “push through” and skip evening nap, so he can go to bed earlier. (Who’s bright idea was THAT?! Oh wait. Mine.)

Destiny complaining that I made her come in and wash up to help me by feeding sobbing Paxton his dinner. Child labor, poor dearie.

Destiny needing to stop feeding Paxton a few minutes after she had begun, to go “Number 2”. (DID SOMEONE FEED MY CHILDREN PRUNES today?!)

I am up to my elbows in flour and pizza dough at this point, so when sweet Avery offers to take over the job of feeding Paxton, who will now wear the majority of the bowl of squash, I say yes, because I HAVE to get these pizzas in the oven!

The dog is whining to be let back in.

The phone is ringing.

Finally, both pizzas in the oven, the 3rd on the counter, waiting. Paxton is done eating and crawling around. But wait, what is that smell? Eww! Deja poo’! Paxton!!!!!!!!! JEEPERS! How many times do I have to sterilize my hands tonight? I have practically scrubbed the top layer of skin off!

Needless to say, it was a late but delicious dinner. Here are the recipes:

Ok, so this is not a real recipe, but I had that extra ball of dough since the Asparagus pizza was thin crust and only used half. Here is what I did:

Spread dough into some resemblance of a circle. Melt 2 T. butter. Drizzle and brush over crust, then shake on white sugar, brown sugar and cinnamon to taste. Dig in the back of your fridge for that container of canned frosting (Gasp! canned frosting?! What a sacrilege!) that you have leftover from that one time you couldn’t possibly manage making frosting yet too and bloop it all over the top of your sugar layers. I had vanilla frosting leftover, but I imagine chocolate or cream cheese would be good too!